Kenneth Dylan: Orgy Afternoon

She looked up and saw that Bruce was driving into the yard. He had taken her new car and she wondered where he had gone with it. She got up and went to the door to welcome him home and when he got out of the car, he saw her and grinned.

"I went after your present," he said.

He opened the trunk of the car and got out a big box. She saw the perforated holes in the box and she sighed. He had gotten her a pet and she didn't want a pet.

She stepped back to let him walk into the house and then he set the box on the floor of the living room and he bent down to open it. A fluffy white poodle plunged out of the container and it sat up and gazed up at her for a moment. She bent and gathered it into her arms and the dog began licking her cheek and she held it to her tightly, loving it.

"That is Fluffy," Bruce said. "I bought him as a present for you. I know that he will give you many hours of bliss, many hours of very real enjoyment."

"Thank you, dear," she said. She stepped close and kissed Bruce's cheek and when he took the dog from her, she hated to let him go.

"Come upstairs," Bruce said. "I want you to get acquainted with Fluffy."

She followed him upstairs and when he pushed her down on their bed, she felt decidedly guilty about letting the little dog see what might take place in a bedroom.

Bruce was holding the dog under his arm and when she settled back against the pillows, he opened her robe and then her legs. He put the poodle down between her legs and in a moment the dog had zeroed in on her little slit and he began licking her there. She started to push the small animal away but then she began to feel the delightful sensations that the dog's tongue was inducing in her cunt and she began to come right away.

Bruce was standing beside the bed, watching her. He seemed to be very pleased with the way things were going. Linda was bouncing around and squirming on the bed and the poodle was sitting down and licking her whole crotch quite ambitiously and steadily. Linda's legs opened up like a flower that feels the sunshine and she was deliriously happy and thrilled with the little animal and its skillful tongue.

"The dog is trained to do that," Bruce said. "There's a guy a few miles out of town who raised them. He says that the dog will lick for hours, so when I'm not around and you are horny, let Fluffy give you a little fun."

"Oh, I will," Linda said breathlessly. The little tongue was becoming more and more expert and the animal was licking and devouring her juices as fast as she released them and she began having one orgasm after another. She reached for the bulge in Bruce's pants and when she got his stiff cock out, she began licking it as concentratedly as her new pet.

The little dog was a very wonderful gift and as the animal continued to lick her most sensitive parts, she sighed and gave herself up to voluptuous joys and when she popped Bruce she devoured him with a shameless gluttony. But, he didn't complain.

After all, giving her the educated dog had been his own idea.

She loved Bruce dearly. He had so many nice ideas.

Carol and Fred arrived shortly before noon and by then the poodle had done wonders for Linda. And, perhaps in gratitude, she had done great things for Bruce.

She was deeply grateful and utterly delighted with the dog. She found that the little animal would lick her vulva and her asshole steadily and eagerly, and each time she experienced an orgasm the little animal seemed to be especially excited and expert with his little tongue. She found that she could place the dog on her belly and he would lick her breasts and nibble at her nipples with great ardor and steady intentness. There was a trick required for that type of attention, however. Bruce told her about it. She had to rub her palms over her slippery and saturated vulva and then smear the juices on her breasts. Then the dog would be as eager to lick her boobs as he was to lick her cunt.

Linda and Bruce had been able to enjoy a morning with the dog and their own horny inclinations without any fears of being interrupted by Fred and Carol. Fred had called rather early to say that he and his beautiful young bride would not be able to come to visit until about noon, and even then they would not be able to bring the youngsters. Rachel, their gorgeous teenager, was under the weather and feeling beastly, as Fred put it, and the twins were already off on a hiking trip with some friends. But it would all work out quite nicely anyway.

Linda was conscious of a feeling of disappointment that really didn't last. When Bruce put the phone down and told her about the way things were at that time, Linda was very much involved with a delicious orgasm brought on by the poodle's insatiable tongue and she really didn't care too much about anything else.

Someone rang the doorbell when it was nearly noon and Bruce went to collect a letter with postage due from the mailman. The interruption put an end to Linda's eager excitements with the little animal.

The letter was unimportant but Linda became aware of the time and she suggested that she and Bruce shower and get dressed so that they could welcome Fred and Carol into their lives in fitting and sedate style.

They were having a late cup of coffee on the patio when Fred and Carol arrived. Bruce got up to let them in and when they walked put onto the patio Linda was impressed by Carol's exquisite and virginal beauty. She was wearing a hot pink sweater, a matching miniskirt, and sheer pantyhose. She wore heels and both girls knew that they did marvelous things for Carol's glorious legs.

Carol's light blonde hair was shining in the morning sunlight and her big green eyes were practically glowing with excitement. She took a deep breath and her firm breasts pushed against her sweater and it was obvious that she wore no bra. The pointed goodies on her chest were real and glorious and Linda was shocked when she became aware of her sudden desire to feel Carol's breasts, to kiss them, to suck them. She had never tried the lesbian route but Carol was so pretty, she virtually inspired such thoughts.

Fred was a handsome man, tall, well built, and he made her tingle with excitement every time he looked at her. She was glad that they were going to try some new things with Carol and Fred. They were handsome young people and utterly depraved, if Carol's claims could be believed; devoted exclusively to sex.

"The twins are off on some expedition of their own," Carol said, "and Rachel was nursing a headache when we left. I think it is her sinuses. She is such a delicate child. She is very anxious to meet you two. After all, she is decidedly oversexed, just like the boys. We thought that we might spend the day here and then, if you like, we can go to our place."

Bruce smiled at her. "You don't like our little hideaway here?"

Carol took one of the cigarettes from the pack on the aluminum table and she laughed at Bruce's question.

"I love your hideaway," she said, "and that business with the big gates is so reassuring, but we have lots of very special equipment and gadgets at our place. You two might want to try all of them. That is what I have in my mind."

Linda said, "What sort of equipment?"

Carol smiled at her eagerness and very obvious excitement. "Oh, we have some very sophisticated furniture. Things like whipping benches and racks, all sorts of whips and paddles and we have lots of aphrodisiacs. Oh, lots of things."

Fred leaned forward so that he could drop the ash from his cigarette into the tray.

"We are very proud of one piece that we have," he said. "It comes complete with built-in and adjustable dildos. A girl can set the machine so that she has one dildo busy in her rear end while another one screws her quite vigorously and for as long as she can stand it. Oh, we have spent a lot of money on things to heighten our fun. And, just in case we haven't got the very latest, we have several salespeople who attend our group meetings and offer us new and more interesting gadgets. We try to keep up with things."